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People staring at the produce isle
Like animals trapped themselves in a cage
There's little flies circling around their heads
And they can't even tell when they age
People glued themselves to a screen
Like zombies, walking around when they're dead
There's little flies eating out their brains
And they can't even tell they've been fed
And we can only hope to survive
as long as the flies do, live and die in a day
I'm not talking poor about little flies
I've just lost all hope in the human race
There's people mass producing all their kids
Like flies make maggots, for God's sake, close your legs
We're running out of room in the trailer park
Tear the forest down, build a mall in its place.
Let's all go shopping at the super store
Like flies trapped in a spider's web all day
I'll let you take my right to vote
But I'll be damned if you take my guns away
And we're all just little flies buzzing around
Hoping to find hope died on the ground
We'll live off it for as long as we can
And blame our failures on mom and dad
People sitting out on the couch
Take another nap before we go to bed
There's little flies circling round their heads
And they don't even know that they're dead
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People staring at the produce isle
Like animals trapped themselves in a cage
There's little flies circling around their heads
And they can't even tell when they age
People glued themselves to a screen
Like zombies, walking around when they're dead
There's little flies eating out their brains
And they can't even tell they've been fed
And we can only hope to survive
as long as the flies do, live and die in a day
I'm not talking poor about little flies
I've just lost all hope in the human race
There's people mass producing all their kids
Like flies make maggots, for God's sake, close your legs
We're running out of room in the trailer park
Tear the forest down, build a mall in its place.
Let's all go shopping at the super store
Like flies trapped in a spider's web all day
I'll let you take my right to vote
But I'll be damned if you take my guns away
And we're all just little flies buzzing around
Hoping to find hope died on the ground
We'll live off it for as long as we can
And blame our failures on mom and dad
People sitting out on the couch
Take another nap before we go to bed
There's little flies circling round their heads
And they don't even know that they're dead
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Matt Coggins New York, New York
Matt Coggins is a person who plays music.
Matt Coggins recommends:
Sleeping With Eyes Open [EP]
by Earl Grey
I'm in this band.
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Space Jams Volume I: The Jammening
by Space Macs
Another project I did full of improvised, space-rock jams.
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